Jersey: Vows and champagne

16 August 2010

At the vineyard we were directed straight to the wedding – hey, vineyard lady, what tipped you off that we weren’t here for the tour? The suit, dresses and hat maybe? We joined other suitably attired guests by the vineyard restaurant and grabbed drinks to keep us going before the bride arrived.

The bride’s mother was already there and I’d been looking forward to seeing her. I hadn’t seen Christine for years, but she was exactly as I remembered her. Mad as a hatter. For those who haven’t met her, I’d describe her as a mix between Sharon Osbourne and Julie Walters (ie, brilliant). One time in our early teens Helen was driven by Christine to my house to spend the day. She came round the back with Helen to meet Mum, but on stepping into the garden bypassed Mum, shooting across the lawn, exclaiming, “what a wonderful hebe!” But that mild eccentricity is nothing compared to the time she got her family thrown out of Czechoslovakia.

Soon we were being ushered into the small marquee on the pretty lawn; Helen was on her way. She looked beautiful – an elegant white dress, perfect makeup, peacock feather accessories and her nails painted a fantastic peacock blue. Steve’s tie was a similar colour, with a silver peacock feather on it.

The ceremony was simple and sweet, vows and rings were exchanged and soon they were Mr and Mrs.

Out on the lawn again we all sipped champagne and were served a few delicious hors d’oeuvres while photos were taken. I do wish people would serve me hors d’oeuvres more often. Just the occasional tiny tartlet during the working day would really keep me going.

Click the obscurely placed wine glass for more photos from the wedding on Flickr.

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23rd August 2010 @ 10:34 am

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